Chapter 94: The Lucky Wife
"I'll go ask."
Shen Xingjiang saw that the gate was not locked, so he opened the small door on the iron gate for people to pass through and went in.
Commander Wang is not at home, but his wife, Comrade Xu Aifeng, is at home. Comrade Xu is not only the commander's wife, but also the head of Wuhuashan Farm.
She had lunch on the farm at noon, came back for a nap, boiled some water and was about to drink it when she saw a soldier coming towards her.
Xu Fengyu put down the enamel teacup with 'Prepare for war, prepare for panic, serve the people' printed on it, opened the door, and she recognized Shen Xingjiang.
"Comrade Shen, please come in."
This is a good comrade from the military region, and he was a great contributor to the last campaign to wipe out the bandits.
"Is Commander Wang at home?" Shen Xingjiang asked first without rushing in.
Xu Fengyu smiled and said, "No, what's the matter? Tell me and I'll tell him for you."
Shen Xingjiang glanced at Jiang Wanwan who was standing at the door: "That's my wife. She thinks the cat feeding bowl in front of the door is very interesting. Is that bowl the teacher's or the factory director's?"
Xu Fengyu likes people to call her the factory director: "It's mine. How can a dirty cat bowl be interesting?"
Shen Xingjiang nodded and hooked his finger at Jiang Wanwan.
Jiang Wanwan put the kitten down and walked over with the bowl.
"This is Director Xu, the person in charge of Wuhuashan Farm. The bowl in your hand belongs to Director Xu."
Shen Xingjiang introduced Jiang Wanwan and put his hand on Jiang Wanwan's shoulder.
Jiang Wanwan raised her lips and said in a soft voice: "Hello, Director, I am Shen Xingjiang's lover, my name is Jiang Wanwan."
“Comrade Jiang, Comrade Shen, it’s cold, come inside and talk.”
Xu Fengyu is almost fifty years old, and she likes young people like Jiang Wanwan who are good-looking and polite.
Commander Wang's house is decorated very cleanly, painted with white lime, and has a large kang. There are several pots of swordfish and cacti in the house, and the house still retains some greenery in this season.
Shen Xingjiang and Jiang Wanwan took a bench and sat down. After sitting down, Jiang Wanwan took the bowl and asked, "Director Xu, why do you use this bowl to feed the cat?"
If it were someone else, Jiang Wanwan would have taken the bowl away without making a fuss, but not this time.
Director Xu in front of him was friendly, but she also exuded the efficiency and confidence of a cadre. She was a very successful woman who had a say in the military region and was in charge of Wuhuashan Farm.
If I could do her a favor, a favor would be priceless.
Xu Fengyu picked up the enamel pot and took a sip: "It's just a useless piece of junk. I saw that it was big, so I used it to feed the cat."
"Comrade Jiang, do you think it's a waste to feed this bowl to the cat?"
Xu Fengyu asked with a smile.
"Um……"
Jiang Wanwan nodded. The corners of her peach blossom eyes were slightly upturned, her pupils were black and bright, her lips were red and her teeth were white. Just the movement of nodding made her look more innocent and cute than others.
Xu Fengyu discovered that after Platoon Leader Shen entered the room, he first moved a stool for Comrade Jiang, and after sitting down, he naturally took her hand, with his eyes always glued to Comrade Jiang.
It was so sweet that her teeth hurt.
Jiang Wanwan had just poured out the cat food outside the door and used snow to wipe the bottom and outside of the bowl clean, so that the original appearance of the bowl could be vaguely seen.
"To be honest, my father was originally from Liulichang and is good at appraising antiques. This bowl is not an ordinary item. It is a blue-glazed porcelain."
"Look at this bowl. It's blue all over, the glaze is even, and the body is thick, especially here."
Jiang Wanwan pointed to the bottom of the bowl and said, "The mark here is that it was made during the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty, which means it has a history of five or six hundred years."
"To be precise, this is not a blue-glazed bowl, but a blue-glazed bowl. The bowl is larger than the bowl but smaller than the basin. This piece of porcelain in my hand is extremely precious."
Jiang Wanwan explained the porcelain in her hand with a look of love and cherishment in her eyes.
Shen Xingjiang liked her current expression very much. She was shining in the career she loved. She didn't look like a little wife beside his pillow, but like a famous master.
Jiang Wanwan spoke clearly and had an extraordinary manner of conversation, making it impossible to question her words.
When Xu Fengyu heard this, she unconsciously clenched the enamel teacup. The teacup was a little hot, but she didn't notice it.
“…This little thing, is it valuable?”
Jiang Wanwan nodded affirmatively.
"Yes."
"In the Ming Dynasty, there was a 'cricket emperor' named Zhu Zhanji, also known as Emperor Xuande. This emperor was smart and studious since childhood. During his reign, he attached great importance to agricultural production and encouraged land reclamation. He also implemented a policy of appeasement and advocated peace talks, thus ensuring social stability."
"But he also liked to have fun, he liked cricket fighting, and later he became addicted to dice games, so he found the best porcelain clay and the best craftsmen in Jingdezhen, and finally fired blue-glazed porcelain, which took only ten years in total."
Xu Fengyu usually deals with military affairs or farm matters, and has never heard such an interesting treasure appraisal story. She listened with great fascination.
“Why only ten years?”
Jiang Wanwan pursed her lips and said, "Because Emperor Xuande was in power for ten years, after the new emperor ascended the throne, there was no large-scale firing of blue-glazed bowls. Therefore, this item is very rare, and rare things are valuable."
She took a handkerchief out of her pocket and used it to clean the dirt around the bowl.
"The factory manager had better find a new person to feed the cat."
Xu Fengyu put down the teacup, walked over and took the blue-glazed bowl in her hand: "Comrade Jiang, can you be sure of what you said?"
Listening carefully, there was something wrong with her voice.
Jiang Wanwan was very sure: "Yes, Director, if you don't believe me, you can find a professional porcelain appraiser to help you take a look."
Xu Fengyu's hand holding the blue-glazed bowl trembled slightly. She swallowed her tears sadly and shook her head.
"I believe you."
"You don't have to lie to me about this. I see that although you are young, you are well-educated. I believe..."
She held the bowl, her eyes filled with complex emotions, mostly a sense of relief.
"I just couldn't believe that my mother would leave such a good thing to me."
Xu Fengyu lost her composure a little. She wiped her tears but did not hide it deliberately: "I have three older brothers. My mother has always favored boys over girls. Later, she became seriously ill and my brothers and sisters-in-law refused to support her, so I took her in to support her. She is old and cannot take care of herself. I take care of her, but she always scolds and beats me."
"During those years, I did nothing but wait on her. But no matter how hard I tried, she would always curse me. When my brothers came, she was as happy as a flower and said they were filial."
"After she passed away, the family's money and property deeds were given to my brother. She gave me her cat bowl, but she said it was the same bowl as mine and she didn't care for it at all."
Who knows... Who knows...
The old lady has her own heart.
"She takes this bowl with her wherever she goes. I thought she was possessed, but I didn't expect this bowl, no, this bowl has a great origin."
Xu Fengyu put the blue glazed bowl on the table. She held Jiang Wanwan's hand tightly and said, "Child, I am really grateful to you. You have helped me to resolve the knot in my heart that I have been feeling for so many years."
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